C160 (1/2)

That night, Jing Xiaoxiao was lying on her bed, tears streaming down her face. She didn't dare imagine that Xiao Menghan would do something like this, just like how he had wanted to get her.

This kind of Xiao Meng Han made Mo Xiaoxiao feel conflicted because he was too strong and had a decisive method to deal with her.

Cold Sands pushed open the bedroom door and entered, the conch chain still around his neck.

He walked over to his chair and sat down. He was not in a hurry to lie down, but looked at the closed eyes of Silent Red. He knew that she was not asleep. Her breathing was irregular, and her emotions were still fluctuating.

The sound of a conch could be heard in the bedroom.

The sound was like a song with a long melody, like the spring wind melting the frozen earth.

Silent Xiao Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly as a single tear fell down, falling into her long black hair and disappearing without a trace.

Leng Ning's gaze was focused on how the tear had flowed out and how it had disappeared.

The sound of the conch grew longer and longer, as if it was a buddhist chant from ancient times. It carried a hint of desolation, making it seem like she was sleeping soundly. On her face, there was an unmistakable sadness.

A figure pushed open the door and walked in. He stood beside the bed with a heavy expression in his eyes.

Her voice was indifferent, as if she was talking to Xiao Meng Han. At the same time, it was also as though she was talking to herself: ”She thinks that you were the one who let Miao Siqing do it. If I was the one who listened to that woman's words, I would also think the same.

”I need her trust, not my explanation.” Xiao Meng Han's hand landed on the hair on the forehead of Mo Xiao Ran and gently lifted it to the back of her head.

The sorrowful face of Silent Xiao Ran had completely entered his line of sight. He had once thought that he had completely entered her heart.

Just now, he had found out that there was another place in her heart that he couldn't touch. It was the most important thing between lovers, the most important place in her heart, the Holy Maiden.

Leng Sha turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoxiao and said in a low voice, ”Love, how troublesome.” The cold sand did not feel that Mo Xiaoxiao should feel uncomfortable for the few tears that fell from that woman's eyes.

They were both mama, so how could Mo Xiaoxiao face such a vicious thing and protect her child?

That woman, however, had faced Miao Shiqing's kick and sadly assumed that everyone was hurting her?

Leng Sha was indifferent. He only cared about Mo Xiaoxiao and the child in her womb. As for everything else, he could only watch from the sidelines.

Xiao Meng Han's gaze fell on the pearl on the chain around Mo Xiaoxiao's neck. He knew that Er Duoteng was protecting Mo Xiaoxiao on the island with the help of the pearl and conch.

Xiao Meng Han pursed her lips, even though the conch had its pearl dug out, she was still able to feel the pearl she gave birth to for a thousand miles.

Tiger poison was not something a normal person would want. How vicious would a woman have to be to be able to use their unborn child as a bargaining chip?

Perhaps this kind of woman had never been lacking, as she was the only empress in China's history, Wu Zetian. Although history could not be verified, Xiao Menghan had actually seen her in reality.

The next morning, before Xiao Meng Han and Leng Sha woke up, Mo Xiaoxiao was standing hesitantly by the bamboo forest. She wanted to see Wang Yiling, but she didn't know if this would bring danger to the child in her stomach.

Here, she was safe. She could be sure that she would not meet him, and her heart was not at peace.

Mo Xiaoxiao had a grudge against Xuan Peng and Wang Yiling, but she didn't want these grudges to be accompanied by the birth of her own child.